The people here admired my tan and suggested that I get a deeper tan by returning to Tucson right away (kinda makes me wonder if they want me around).
I lost 6 golf balls until I figured out that the woods weren't cutting it and used a 3 iron off the tee the rest of the time there.
I got lots of education while there.
I learned that mexican food gives me the runs (right away).
I learned that everything there has a mexican flavor to it, and that mexican flavor is enough to set the bowels a runnin.
I learned that my laptop screen doesn't show well in direct sunlight - and that I had to close the laptop and think about that for a while (like 3 hours), which lead me to get into the pool to avoid burning, and I also learned that I CAN sit on them there stools in the pool by the bar adjacent to the pool itself without any fear of falling off and drowning no matter how long I sit there and drink virgin mary's or diet cokes.
I learned that if the speaker was boring, the Starter at the 1st tee isn't.
I also learned that I can survive without Lawnsite - as long as the bartender keeps my glass full.
I also learned that I didn't feel bad for you dudes plowing snow on the coast, because you been wishin for it for so long that I felt it best to allow you to do some plowing while I was sunnin (for those of you that were begging me to "send some your way").
Even with all of the above, I was glad to get home to Peggy and the gang. Well.... Peggy for sure.